Love Bet
Luke smirked.
I ignored them, focusing on my dad. "What about you? You picking something new, or you going classic?"
He chuckled, shaking his head. "Your mother already picked something out for me. If I argued, she’d make me sleep outside."
Adam grinned. "Smart man."
Luke turned to Adam. "What about you? You going classic?"
Adam smirked. "I’m going sexy."
I groaned, rubbing my temples. "Jesus Christ."
Despite his usual bullshit, Adam actually picked a solid suitcharcoal gray, perfectly fitted, sharp lines, clean cut.